Текст песни Animal ДжаZ - Суббота, 6 утра

Here I am again
Sit, write the words
easier
On Saturday at 6 am
collected items
Ready to my spaceship
Maybe it is easier
When no one is waiting

We are not hostages
matrix destinies
Do what you must , and
Come what may
arms outstretched
The soul will fly
From the height of
Whenever my phone is not ringing
I know it's you

If there is a sense of
I do not need ethics
Only -the-art
And fabulous distance
We will not forget
Leave on the ground
pieces of a miracle
Suppose that in the ash and ash

We are not hostages
matrix destinies
Do what you must , and
Come what may
arms outstretched
The soul will fly
From the height of
Whenever my phone is not ringing
I know it's you